But you say he's just a friend

When I met S, he was my professor.  He was awkward and kind.  Funny in that punny professor way.  Just your typical older white guy professor.  Bestie type, forever in the friend-zone and seemingly happy living in that space.

In the last few years, he has gone from professor to friend.  My view of him still didn't change much.  As I've gotten to know him better his friend-zone status has only strengthened.  He is sweet and funny and a total cheerleader.  You just need those people who know you are an asshole but support you away, that is S.

I think he saw me in the way.  I'm charming but nothing special to look at.  I'm easy to lose in the crowd and I like it that way.

We were engaged in our usual debate about the politics of the day when we both suddenly looked at each other differently.  What changed, I can't say.  Nothing and yet everything.  Being the very formal friends that we are seeming at the same time we said, "So should we get a room?"

We'd never kissed, held hands, or hell even hugged and we were walking side by side to a hotel.  The excitement was dripping off of us.  Like we had just picked up a stranger at the bar and we were headed to bed but without any physical sign of such.  It was just the energy in the air.

Two single unattached grown-ass people headed to a hot night but looking at us you would think we were to book club.  It is the quiet ones they tell you to watch out for and we were being church mice.

After what seemed like years, S collected me from in front of the elevator to go to our room.  He gently guided me with a hand on my waist.  A shiver ran up my spine and my breathing quickened.  I met his gaze and his smile seemed different.  He wasn't just a friend anymore but a man who wanted the woman next to him.

Room 405 was seemingly miles away and simultaneously two steps away.  S swept the room key and pushed open the door in one quick movement.  Panic set in.  Are we really doing this?  He is my friend, just a friend.  OMG, what is going on?  We do this and everything changes!  Is it worth risking our friendship?  Is it too late to turn back now?  Have we already ruined everything?

Like he could read my mind, he quickly embraced me.  Hands-on positioned in such a way that I felt sexy and free to leave, at the same time wanted and respected.  In that moment my lips met his and then our lips parted and I could feel his tongue exploring my mouth.  His hands slowly unzipped my dress while his kisses moved down my neck to between my breast.

  I don't know when my dress hit the floor but suddenly I felt his tongue on my left hip bone.  It was sweet, sexy, and hot all at the same.  My panties were soaked but he didn't make a move to remove them.  His focus on connecting with my body.  Each move was purposeful, like he was cataloguing my response so he would know exactly how to make me cum in the fewest movements possible next time.

I pulled his face back to mine and as I kissed him, I began to undress him.  I needed him, now.  I'm soaked, hot, and dying to ride his hard dick.  Normally I would have returned the favor,  licked my way down his happy trail but I could wait for release any longer.

We tumbled onto the bed, landing with him sliding right into me. I surprised by how big he was.  I don't know what I had expected but between all of his careful foreplay and massive throbbing dick,  I came almost immediately.  I came so hard,  so fast that I was actually embarrassed.  He just kept going.   I kept cumming again and again.   S knew what he was doing.

After, I honestly don't have any idea how long,  he rolled us over and I rode him cowgirl style.  My hips thrusting up and down with some well timed figure-8s for good measure. I didn't have to ride for long before he swelled even bigger and came hard deep inside of me.

I gracefully laid myself down next up him.   Both of us sweated and soaked in God only knows.  I could tell neither of us wanted to break the silence but if we didn't we never would.  So I took a deep breath,  rolled on to my side with my hand on his chest,  and looked deep into his eyes,  "You were really amazing. "  He smiled and chuckled.   "You sound surprised. " "Well, I just never saw you that way before today.  You have always just been that super cool kinda nerdy friend to me, not some sex god.  You should advertise that,  let the ladies know. "

He rolled to his side and pulled me in close.   "I don't want the ladies to know. I wanted to show you." He then kissed me deeply again and rolled back on top of me and just as smoothly slipped back into me.  This time was slower,  more deliberate, but just as passionate.